All realms start from the emperor

Chapter 126
"I like this Qin Zhongmou. He is straightforward and manly enough."

Although Luo Ruoyi had purple gauze on her face, it couldn't hide her unparalleled appearance.

She smiled softly, and after saying this with a charming smile, the people around her were slightly absent-minded.

Luo Ruoyi's charm can only be accepted by Feng Juechen who is at the side.

It's not easy for him to get to where he is today.

"With such a heavy hand, I am afraid that Taique Shengfu will not let it go. Qin Zhongmou's move is definitely impulsive."

Feng Juechen said firmly.

Although it is said that the disciples of the Taique Holy Mansion are ignorant, but he is the host, and he beat the host's family to a half-mutilation, which is unjustifiable.

"You, you, you are still too cautious. How can a sword repairer be timid? Your talent should have made greater progress, but because of your greedy personality and fear of death, you have been slow to improve."

Luo Ruoyi was clearly ridiculing Feng Juechen, but her tone was not much of a questioning one.

"Senior sister, how can this be called being greedy for life and fear of death? I call it step by step, seeking victory steadily."

Feng Juechen had his own persistence, how could he mess up her rules and bottom line.

"The way of swordsmanship pays attention to indomitable progress, and one sword breaks all laws. What can you do if you practice like this?"

Luo Ruoyi pursed her mouth slightly, and said bluntly.

"Senior sister is surprised by this statement. The so-called sword has thousands of sword masters. This sword way is the way of the senior sister, and it should be used by the senior sister. Of course, I also have my own way of the sword. Please don't interfere with my way. "

What Feng Juechen said made sense.

When he raised his head, he found a cold light looking at him.

He quickly changed his words: "Senior Sister is right, Senior Sister is absolutely!"

Taique Holy Mansion
above the void
"Although the ability to win my brother is unparalleled, but the chess skills still need to be honed."

Chen Wangdao, the painting sage of the Four Great Sages, said with a smile.

"I don't specialize in this way, how can I compare with you. Tell me what's going on with your disciple."

Ying Hao pointed at the half-dead Xu Liao below, and questioned.

"He, oh"

Speaking of this, the pen fairy Liu Xuzhi sighed instead.

"He's a poor man, too."

"Oh?"

"He has been one of Shangguan's followers since he entered the sect, but the reason he is different from others is that he can use anger to transform poetry, painting, and swordsmanship. Naturally, his qualifications are not strong enough, but Shangguan He has been ignoring him all the time, and he has been working hard."

This Xu Liao seemed to be the disciple of Bixian, and his words brought the story to a head.

"Such a hero, with a hundred years of life and death, his aptitude is really good."

"That's right. Ever since he came into contact with wine, he has been out of control. Using wine into calligraphy, he has become a saint and worshiped the truth."

"Nicknamed the Immortal of Wine in Wine, but also practiced the ability of both martial arts and martial arts, it can be said that he did not work hard."

"but"

Liu Xuzhi still paused for a moment.

"He is still obsessed with obsession, living for the superior, and even becomes obsessed with obsession."

Ying Hao is very speechless. This kind of person not only existed in previous lives, but also now: "Isn't that a dog licking?"

"It's not that far, but it's the same. His way is to live for others."

"The speed with which he has improved his cultivation base is also surprising."

Liu Xuzhi shook his head, as if he wanted to avoid this question.

"You mean you can't get close to women?"

Ying Hao said cautiously.

"That's not enough. We believe that the Tao must be centered on oneself in order to exert its greatest power. Taking others as the Tao will only waste a lifetime."

Ying Hao seemed to have realized something, and murmured: "Yes, the person in the painting has to be broken in the painting."

What is in the painting, the painting is the past in the memory, the fetters and feelings that cannot be let go.

When Ying Hao was in the Holy Realm, besides offending Duanmu Linglong, a girl from heaven, he also offended another one.

It's just that time has passed, and those memories have come back.

The older people are, the more they like memories.

then
Ying Hao is still an ordinary inner disciple.

He successfully cultivated to the holy realm by relying on the breathing practice method.

From the very beginning, he regarded kendo as one of his natal avenues.

Jiange is another great holy land of swordsmanship.

The Jiange has ten floors.

Every time you go up one floor, the bigger the space, the slower the flow of time.

The stronger the sword intent, the better the sword intent can be comprehended.

On the seventh floor of the tower, the space is already as large as a small world, with a diameter of more than 3000 miles.The speed of time flow has reached the point of one to eight.

The Jiange, which represents the mainstream swordsmanship of the human race, stands in the southwest corner of Zhongzhou, with a height of more than 2 meters, surrounded by cliffs, towering into the clouds.The sword energy merged into a river and flowed rapidly around the mountain.

At that time.

When Yinghao came to the foot of Jianshan Mountain, he saw a woman in red, sitting cross-legged three feet above the ground, with countless stars floating around her, like a gorgeous sea of ​​stars.

It is the holy image and the way of time of "the sea without shore"

With her cultivation in the realm of a saint king, it is very remarkable to have such attainments in the way of time.

Ying Hao's footsteps were silent, he quietly approached her, and looked at her carefully.

This woman is just young, with a straight nose, as quiet as an orchid, holding a jade sword in both hands, without any accessories on her body, plain and simple, giving people a cool and bold temperament.

Ying Hao fell into some kind of deep memory, unknowingly, the Dao domain world turned into the appearance of Jiange.

In the memory, step into the sword energy network intertwined behind her.

When Ying Hao woke up, the dense sword energy had already attacked.

Naturally, the sword energy couldn't hurt him, and it dissipated before he got close.

"who?"

The woman in red was startled awake, jumping up like a conditioned reflex.

"Zheng!"

Sword unsheathed.

The time kendo merged with the sword move in an instant, cutting out a lightning-like sword glow.

Ying Hao stood still, letting the jade sword strike him.However, there seemed to be an invisible layer of armor around his body, and the jade sword was three feet away from him, and there was a clanging and deafening sound of collision.

The woman in red was shaken by her own strength, her arms were numb, she flew backwards, and fell to the ground, watching this man with unfathomable cultivation vigilantly.

Unfortunately, I can't see his face clearly.

This person approached her quietly while she was realizing the sword, he must be plotting something wrong.

"Who are you, how can you enter the seventh floor of Jiange?"

The cloud robe on the woman in red fluttered in the wind, her eyes were like swords, and her eyebrows were like frost.

Ying Hao smiled and said, "You can enter the seventh floor of Jiange, why can't I?"

"How can my identity and strength be compared to yours?" There was a sense of superiority in the eyes of the woman in red. Even though she knew that the other party was better than herself, she didn't take it seriously.

At least in the Qiankun world, she can look down on any monk.

Ying Hao said: "Is it so great, I really want to know who you are?"

The woman in red was about to speak, but held back after thinking about it, and said, "Hmph! You don't even know who I am, so you're not a very special person. Come on, you approached me just now because you wanted to doing what?"

Ying Hao stared at her, but didn't answer.

"Do you still dare to watch? Even if you are a great sage, you can't even think about being presumptuous in this sword pavilion."

"Winter Sword!"

The woman in red let out a coquettish cry, and stabbed out with a sword, a white blade of the sword gushed out, piercing Ying Hao's neck.

Unfortunately, the stab was empty!

She was slender and flexible, turned back from the air, and slashed out the second sword.

Yinghao took a step back.

The sword slashed on the ground, splitting the earth apart, and the sword energy scattered.

"That's right, is this the Four Seasons swordsmanship?" Ying Hao said so.

"It's good to know the swordsmanship of the four seasons."

"Shh!"

The sword's edge flew again, forming a crescent-shaped light and shadow.

There are only so many memories.

Yinghao returned to reality, and felt that when he cultivated to the top of the world, all combat methods were close to saturation.

The only thing he can't let go of are these feelings.

The mood is unstable, unable to break through the divine realm, let alone overcome the divine calamity.

"It seems that I have to go to Jiange again."

Ying Hao said helplessly with a sunspot.

(End of this chapter)